Substitute unspoken rules

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Xin Shangzhi locked the car door, and mysteriously touched his side pocket.

Song Yike cast a sideways glance at Xin Shangzhi, and asked, "Why!"

"If you don't go up, you won't go back to my house. What are you doing here?"

Xin Shangzhi smiled softly, leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips, and said, "Close your eyes!"

Song Yike squinted his eyes, hesitated for a while and closed his eyes obediently.

Xin Shangzhi stretched out one hand to cover his eyes, picked up an exquisite blue velvet box from the front seat with the other hand, and gently stuffed it into his hand.

When Song Yike touched the velvet box with his fingertips, his heart trembled.

He even breathed heavily unconsciously.

Xin Shangzhi's warm breath sprayed on his neck, like an electric shock.

Song Yike shrank his neck, Xin Shangzhi smiled lightly and said, "I did it, see if you like it?"

While laughing, Xin Shangzhi moved his hands from Song Yike's eyes, and his eyes stayed on his smiling face.

Song Yi could feel his face burning again, he opened the blue velvet box under Xin Shangzhi's fiery gaze.

Before seeing the contents inside, Song Yike stopped removing the ribbon, raised his bright eyes and asked:

"what?"

"When did you do it?"

Xin Shangzhi looked straight at him with a pair of captivating peach blossom eyes, and whispered, "The day I want to propose to you..."

Song Yi didn't hear what Xin Shangzhi was saying, so he moved closer and asked, "What?"

Xin Shangzhi curled his lips and smiled, rubbed the tear mole in the corner of Song Yike's eyes with his fingertips, kissed his eyelashes lightly, and said:

"nothing!"

"Take it apart and see if you like it!"

Song Yi could see that he couldn't ask anything, so he lowered his eyes and slowly removed the ribbon.

It was the first time he opened a gift in front of the person who gave it, and it was still in front of the person he liked, so he couldn't help being a little nervous.

Xin Shangzhi seemed to have seen through his little thoughts at a glance, and smiled silently with his lips pursed.

The more Xin Shangzhi was like this, the more nervous Song Yike became, and he accidentally tied the ribbon with his flustered hands.

Song Yike lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Xin Shangzhi. The more anxious he was, the more likely he was to cause chaos. He almost tore the beautiful box in his arms.

Xin Shangzhi calmed down gently, and said:

"Don't worry, baby!"

Song Yike took it apart for a while, and seeing that the strap was about to be tied into a knot, he looked aggrieved at Xin Shangzhi for help.

Xin Shangzhi laughed and said, "Huh?"

"what happened?"

Song Yi felt aggrieved and ashamed, and was even a little annoyed at Xin Shangzhi's knowingly asking. He curled his lips and said:

"Can't open..."

"You open it for me!"

Xin Shangzhi couldn't help reaching out and pinching Song Yike's earlobe before taking the unopened box.

Song Yike tried to divert his attention, and emphasized: "I'm going home tomorrow, you promised me..."

Xin Shangzhi gave a soft "um", reached out and rubbed his head, and then continued softly:

"Hey, I've already asked my assistant to book a flight ticket!"

"Don't worry, I will do what I promised you, and I won't miss the appointment!"

Xin Shangzhi seemed to be making a promise, and he said it very seriously.

When he said it, he looked at Song Yike in a daze, as if it was his responsibility.

Song Yike felt his heartstrings being plucked, and immediately wanted to take out his mobile phone to check the weather tomorrow.

After fumbling in his pocket for a long time, he remembered that Xin Shangzhi said his phone was broken.

Xin Shangzhi seemed to have seen through what he was looking for at a glance, and immediately answered:

"Don't worry, it won't rain tomorrow, and there won't be any delays!"

"How do you know..." Song Yike wanted to refute, but before he finished speaking, he saw Xin Shangzhi holding his hand, his fingers inserted between his fingers, and they were locked together, making him stuck in the middle of his sentence .

Xin Shangzhi waited for a long time without waiting for the next sentence, and then said: "We can still drive there if it is delayed, don't worry, okay?"

Song Yike nodded, and then thought that Xin Shangzhi kept saying that his mobile phone was broken, but he never took it out, so maybe he lost it...

"Is my phone really broken?" Song Yike asked hesitantly, leaving other things aside.

Xin Shangzhi looked away guiltily, and this action convinced Song Yike even more.

He continued: "Lost it?"

Xin Shangzhi: "No...no!"

"It's because the phone was broken the day I went to find you. I couldn't bear to throw it away, so I kept it!"

Song Yi could vaguely feel something was wrong, but he didn't continue to ask, but replied directly: "Oh, all right!"

"I hope it can be fixed..."

Song Yike thought about it, and felt something was wrong, but he didn't know what to say, so he had to keep his eyes on Xin Shangzhi.

Xin Shangzhi turned his gaze back to the box in his hand.

With two or three strokes, Xin Shang took off the ribbon on the box, which aroused resentful looks from the people on the side.

Song Yi coughed a few times in embarrassment, then silently turned his head and looked out the window.

Xin Shangzhi pretended nothing had happened, held the ribbon in his hand, put the velvet box back into Song Yike's hand, and said:

"Baby, it's done!"

"open to take a look?"

Song Yike quietly glanced at Xin Shangzhi, making sure that Xin Shangzhi was not mocking, then quickly looked down at the box in his arms.

He took it apart carefully, for fear of accidentally breaking it.

Xin Shangzhi rolled up the tape and put it on the seat beside him.

When Song Yike opened the box, he saw a beautiful crystal watch and a bright red porcelain rose.

The moment Song Yi saw what was inside, Song Yi could barely breathe.

The clamoring desire in his heart almost reached its peak at this moment.

"Do you like it?" Xin Shangzhi asked softly when he saw that his head was hanging down.

Song Yike sniffed and nodded silently.

He still remembered that Xin Shangzhi used to have a transparent crystal ball hanging around his neck, in which was inlaid a bright red rose.

He didn't know what it was to Xin Shangzhi before, but he always thought it was very beautiful, but now, Xin Shangzhi made something equally beautiful and gave it to him.

Song Yike carefully touched the pattern on the crystal strap, for fear that it would break if it was heavier.

Only now did he realize that the watch strap was very similar to what he had seen on Xin Shangzhi before. They were all inlaid with beautiful roses inside. He didn't know what they were made of. special……

Song Yike looked at it for a long time but was not willing to take it out of the box, and asked after a while, "This is...how did you do it!"

"So lovely!"

Xin Shangzhi smiled, pinched his earlobe and replied: "My mother taught me to do it, and he said that if he gets a wife in the future, he will do it for him!"

"It's a family heirloom!"

Song Yike smiled silly and said, "It's so beautiful!"

Once again, he felt that he was short of words, and couldn't find a suitable word to describe it except "so beautiful".

With a smile all over his face, Xin Shangzhi took out the crystal watch and put it on Song Yike's left hand:

"When I was a child, my mother always said that I would make rings and wedding dresses for us when I got a wife. Now that she's gone, I'll make them for you myself!"

"If you like it, I'll do it for the rest of my life. From now on, I'll make everything on your body!"

Xin Shangzhi said seriously, as if making a promise.

Song Yike felt that it was more touching than the wedding vows in the church.

After putting it on, Song Yike picked up the belt that Xin Shangzhi had thrown aside casually, and carefully tied the box back as it was originally.

After finishing everything, Song Yike took Xin Shangzhi's hand and said, "Go home!"